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This club A beehive of sweaty Alcoholics Piercing lights Nail a headache Through my skull I am awkward Out of place Pacing through the crowd Feeling, uhm Too drunk Or not drunk enough Then! Across the room A pretty blonde A determination To salvage my night And I’m off Twenty minutes later: Handcuffs! In the back of a cop car. I’m an artist You *****
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Apr 1, 2012
Apr 1, 2012 at 10:22 AM UTC
To A Pretty Blonde
This club A beehive of sweaty Alcoholics Piercing lights Nail a headache Through my skull I am awkward Out of place Pacing through the crowd Feeling, uhm Too drunk Or not drunk enough Then! Across the room A pretty blonde A determination To salvage my night And I’m off Twenty minutes later: Handcuffs! In the back of a cop car. I’m an artist You *****
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Uzbekistani
Apr 1, 2012
Apr 1, 2012 at 10:22 AM UTC
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